Sometimes, my heart
does not want to talk to my brain.
Or perhaps one just
ignores the other?
Then, old wounds and a
passion for an authentic-self.
Life me to some difficult places.
So, I try and open my whole self.
In an honest circle of motion.
Changing what I can.
And what I cannot,
accepting it as it is.
Then, I sense a new rhythm
And the world seems
to be before me.

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